[PS: Image of Wang Meiyu]
"Bang."
He drove a tent stake diagonally into the ground, fastening it tightly to the guyline. Yeyue wiped the fine beads of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand.
It was summer, and the midday sun was indeed scorching. There were not many people left behind; he and Hirata, the two boys, each set up a tent.
Sakura Airi crouched beside him, holding several tent stakes in her hands with a gentle smile on her lips. Under Yeyue's arrangement, she had been assigned to help at his side—this was wonderful.
Seeing the droplets of sweat on Yeyue's head, Sakura hesitated for a moment before taking a white handkerchief from her pocket and carefully wiping away his sweat.
Yeyue could not help glancing sideways at her. "Your handkerchief will get dirty easily like this. Is that okay?"
"I-It's fine. This is all I can do, and besides, if it's Tenyo... N-No, it's nothing. I mean, handkerchiefs are meant for wiping sweat. It would be too wasteful not to use them."
Sakura hurriedly shook her head in denial. Her cheeks had already turned crimson, and she did not dare meet Yeyue's gaze, though she still stole glances at him from time to time.
"That's good."
As Yeyue continued hammering in the stake, he said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Sakura. Is that okay?"
"Hm."
Sakura hurriedly smiled. Her small hands occasionally brushed against Yeyue's cheek, making her face flush instantly. But seeing that Yeyue did not seem disgusted, the frequency of those touches slowly increased. Like a child secretly eating candy, Sakura's lips curled up slightly.
Yeyue stayed focused on his work and did not notice.
Although Sakura was indeed very timid, once one became familiar with her, one could also discover that